Dec 19, 2004 17:21
These are poems I have showed in writers craft, but I wanted a certain person to see
Here is 'Coming to the River'. There are two versions, both I like:
Coming to the River
The darkness has formed behind me
It would feel good to turn around and run to her arms
Many do so, it’s easier though it leads to our doom
I want to but cannot look back to it
So I continue forwards
Coming to the river
From behind she taps my shoulder
“Just a chat” she says, she wont give up
She wants me back, she wants me so
She says I’m weak and will loose all if I go
I know it’s true, but I have to trust you, my father,
My lips began to quiver
She strikes me from behind, I fall to the ground
Why isn’t my father picking me up, I need your hand
I stand up angered but then realized, I failed a test, I cried for days
I thought now you turned your back from me
I thought that you would never forgive me for my anger at you
My eyes began the tearing
I go to my family, my face is red, my eyes are sad
They tell me that he still loves me so, and that
Father forgave me when I hit the ground
The darkness will still try to catch me
Now that my chains are cut, I am free
I’ll continue on, as my father wants, to the river
I will soon be living forever and ever
Here is the second version:
Coming to the River
The darkness has formed behind me
It would feel good to turn around and run into it
Many do so, it’s easier even if it will lead us to death
I want to go but cannot look back into it
So I continue forwards
Coming to the river
From behind it taps my shoulder
“Just a chat” it whispers to me
The darkness wants me to depend on it
It says I’m weak and I’ll loose all if I go to the river
I know that it’s true, but I trust my father and walk from the dark
My lips began to quiver as I see it near
A force strikes me from behind, I fall to the ground
Why isn’t my father picking me up, I need his hand
I stand up angered but then realized, I failed him so, I cried for days
I thought now you turned your back from me, hated me, didn’t trust me
I thought that you would never forgive me for my anger upon you
My eyes began to tear
I go off to my brothers, my face is red, my eyes are sad
They told me that he still loves me, and that
Father did forgive me when I hit that ground, he was never mad at me
But I understand that he darkness will still try to strike me again
But my chains are cut, I am free, I don’t want to be in that darkness
So I’ll continue on, as my father wants, to the river
I will soon be living forever and ever
Enjoy Amber :)